Yang Xu turned his head and looked at the guy who shouted "I can't even have a second couplet if I don't have talent." It happened that the other party looked at him.

Both sides looked at each other, and Yang Xu seemed to see contempt and hostility in the man's eyes, and even a sense of superiority that was high above.

Yang Xu himself is considered a novice, and the man has fair skin, a greasy and pink face, and a handsome appearance, but he is even two points better than him.

The only drawback is that the man is shorter than Yang Xu and his figure is too thin.

"Where does this sissy feel superior? Could it be that the material of the clothes you are wearing is better than me?"

Yang Xu met the man for the first time, and I don’t know why he became hostile to him, and I was secretly puzzled.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhou Yi from Hanmo Poetry Club will also come!"

"This is one of the four talents in the city. He is quick-witted and has excellent poetry and literary style. I wonder if the titles given by the four courtesans can be difficult for him!"

"I heard that Zhou Yi was quite in love with Yan Feixue in Meixianglou. He should have come here for Miss Yan?"

"The questions asked by the four courtesans must be more difficult than the other, and he may not be able to enter Yan Feixue's flower boat!"

...

When Yang Xu saw some literati around him pointing and whispering, he realized that the sissy who was hostile to him was originally named Zhou Yi, and he was one of the four great talents.

In Yang Xu's previous world, some so-called experts, professors, masters and celebrities had no real knowledge, and they basically rely on making a name for themselves.

What kind of bullshit talent named Zhou Yi in front of him is probably similar to those masters and celebrities, so he scoffed at him.

Even if he really had some skills, Yang Xu didn't take it seriously.

Yang Xu's head is the accumulation of history in another world for thousands of years, and his poems, couplets and essays are as numerous as vast stars. I don't believe that I can't beat this talented man who looks like a sissy!

"Please get on the boat, two young men."

Xiang'er smiled and looked at Yang Xu and Zhou Yi, and made an invitation gesture.

Zhou Yi snorted lightly, shook his sleeves, and got on the boat first.

Yang Xu smiled indifferently, let Yang Fugui wait on the shore, and then boarded the flower boat.

On the deck of the bow, there is a table with ready-made pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. Any literati who thinks of Yan Feixue's second couplet can write the second couplet on the paper after boarding the ship, and then hand it over to Yan Feixue on the flower boat to appreciate it.

"Two young men, Xiang'er is polite here."

When Yang Xu and Zhou Yi got on the boat, Xiang'er saluted and smiled, "Do you dare to ask the two young masters for their surnames? Xiang'er will report to my lady later."

"Next week Yi... the Hanmo Poetry Club in this city was created by a few like-minded friends..."

Zhou Yi brushed, spread the folding fan in his hand, shook his head and said, with a bit of complacent expression on his face.

Xiang'er's beautiful eyes lit up: "Is it because he is one of the four talents in this city and the president of Hanmo Poetry Society?"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "A mere name is not worth mentioning."

Xiang'er held her heart with her hands and blinked her beautiful eyes: "Xiang'er has heard of Mr. Zhou's name for a long time. Today, she is destined to see her. How lucky is it?"

Zhou Yi's target here was Yan Feixue, who was famous in the flower boat, but she did not take her maid Xianger Tai seriously. He heard this and just said "um" in his nostrils, and then he put on a noble and arrogant attitude.

Xiang'er was not angry, but instead looked admiring, as if she felt that a talented man with great knowledge should look like this.

Yang Xu did not deliberately pretend to be Zhou Yi, grinned, showed six white teeth, and bowed to Xiang'er: "Yang Xu is here, from Yangjiazhai."

"Yangjiazhai..."

Xiang'er was stunned, looking disbelief.

In her opinion, Yang Xu has a tall figure and a celebratory appearance. She seems to have a more elegant and free temperament than Zhou Yi. How could such a handsome young man come from the countryside?

She just thought it was Yang Xu who was joking with her. When she saw Yang Xu smiling with kindness, she naturally felt a little favor in her heart.

"Please write your second couplet on paper, and Xiang'er can also give it to my lady to taste... Which young master will come first?"

As soon as Xiang'er finished speaking, Zhou Yi stood at the table first, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote the second couplet produced by Yan Feixue, then threw the pen aside, stood proudly on the bow of the boat with his hands in his arms, and didn't even look at Yang Xu.

Xiang'er picked up the paper on the table, glanced quickly, and then sent it into the flower boat behind her.

Yang Xu waited for Xiang'er to come out, walked to the table calmly, picked up the pen and thought for a while, and then wrote the second couplet one by one.

After Yang Xu finished writing, Xiang'er moved forward.

Yan Feixue is both beautiful and skillful. As her maid, Xiang'er naturally has some knowledge under her influence.

Her eyes flashed over the paper written by Yang Xu, and she was immediately attracted by the beautiful regular script.

The font used by Yang Xu is the European style in the world where he was previously in.

Since the first grade of elementary school, he was forced by his parents to practice brush calligraphy and copy various posts. Until he worked, he still practiced diligently. The fonts he wrote at this moment have strong dots and strokes, and the brushwork is condensed, and the slanting remains steady, compact and sparse, as if they have the seven-part charm of the European style.

"Young Master Yang's handwriting is so good..."

Xiang'er couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhou Yi, who stood proudly on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, frowned and felt secretly unhappy.

The first-hand running script I just now is also famous in Jinyang City. The maid was indifferent when she read it. Instead, she praised a book made by an unknown scholar. She was so eye-catching!

He turned around and wanted to go over and taste Yang Xu's calligraphy, but when he thought about how noble his identity was, how could he peek at what a poor scholar wrote? His eyes were slightly cold and he hummed with disdain in his nostrils.

"I have been plaguing things recently, and I have touched a little bit of my pen, so I am a little unfamiliar. I have only 60% or 70% of my skills... I teach Miss Xiang'er to laugh."

Hearing Xiang'er praise, Yang Xu shook his head and sighed.

If he had acted like this in the world before, he would have been cursed and pretended to be a brutal crime.

But here, Xiang'er is regarded as a humble gentleman and admires her deeply.

Seeing Xiang'er sending the couplet she wrote into the cabin, Yang Xu took this opportunity to turn to the other three flower boats and wrote the second couplets of the couplets produced by the three courtesans on the boat. Then he stood side by side with Yang Fugui, waiting for the results to be announced.

Everyone on the shore was shocked when they saw Yang Xu running around among the four flower boats.

The couplets produced by the four courtesans are quite difficult. Most literati on the river bank are thinking hard and it is difficult for them to come up with an appropriate second couplet. Could this nameless boy named Yang Xu be able to match all four second couplets in one breath?

Zhou Yi, who is ranked first among the four talents in Jinyang City, looked at Yang Xu with a squinted look and sneered in his heart.

When he thought, he was very literary and talented, but he racked his brains to come up with the second couplet produced by Yan Feixue. He wanted to continue to talk about the other three couplets, but he was powerless.

And Yang Xu, an unknown scholar, could he be as good as himself in terms of talent and knowledge?

He hurriedly wrote out four lower couplets, perhaps he didn't care whether it was appropriate or not, and he wrote it randomly.

Zhou Yi claimed that he knew poor scholars like Yang Xu very well. They were just lucky. The second couplet was written in the second couplet, which was good to match the feelings of the four courtesans, but it would not affect anything if they could enter the next level.
Chapter completed!